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My poetic mind wants to know
Do you feel for me like I feel for you?
My desire for you trickles slowly to my cervical vertebrae
Heart pumps rapidly at the sound of your voice
...
You fell for a voice behind those poetic words
Well, carefully read this again
Stop fantasizing
Start looking
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A white thick fog arose as I looked out the window
My dark-rimmed eyes cursing the lack of rainbows
Wishing…wishing for one last sweet rendezvous of what used to be
Videos of African rhythms that gripped my spirit
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The editing of my heart is what you did
Catching errors with critiques, taking notes, ignoring me
You read me well like a manuscript
You knew I was weak from the start
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He licked his sun-dried lips
Biting his thin nails
Eyes glaring at the whitewashed virgin wall
The wall was speaking to him, wanting him to touch her
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A soft breeze passes by
With a gentle touch
From his gentle hands
Then he leans down
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Here Mom
Throw your childhood stories in this wide bowl
Fill it up with your Haitian history
I know Grandma is not here anymore
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In the beginning there was one word
It accumulated into journals without censorship
Well-preserved, hidden behind vertical blinds of theatrical minds
Unstoppable when it finally justified its presence with vital functions
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The bitterness of her kiss stung me with such hypocrisy
Affecting my behavior, drugging my senses as I fought this denial in my heart
This kiss was an alcoholic taste without substance
It lingered in my tongue
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It was exposed to an audience who envied me
To family, friends
I gabbed too much of this love
A marching band of joy and happiness
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I watch…
Intently I watch him asleep
Next to me, he dreams
With such intensity
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Hidden behind cautious curtains with inquisitive eyes
I reserve the rights to preserve my sanity
Where I will no longer share my emotional delicacies to society
For I have loved too quickly
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In a certain way you love me
Taking a walk in the park of my emotions
Strolling through this trimmed fortress
Tucked inside throbbing lips
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Face Butter Biography
In your mind I will spill lyrical verses to keep you warm. I started putting thoughts together for poetry a year ago, but actually started writing at eight years old. There are many areas of my life that I consider my inspiration, without them I would never have had the motivation or creativity to write poetry. The Arts- in all its forms- are very important to me, and I try to continue my explorations of all them even when I find myself in the everyday grind of work and school.)
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A Poetic Mind Wants To Know
My poetic mind wants to know
Do you feel for me like I feel for you?
My desire for you trickles slowly to my cervical vertebrae
Heart pumps rapidly at the sound of your voice
Languishing, I have for years in a dungeon of grief
On this platform I stood with men decapitating my soul
Using their charm to seduce like strong booze
Like a rag doll I was formerly a victim of dating abuse
Drunken by lustful affairs
Their fingers plunged deep into the front and back canister of my spirit
Leaving me stranded in the abyss of debris and molds
And then you came, sensually whispered my name with a tune
Pulling me out of the dark shadows
Inviting me to gobble and repose in the sunlight of your gentleness
No longer am I a peasant with an eating disorder
Your touch hot enough
Causing my petticoat to jump like a loose canon
With a smile as rich as winning the lottery
On a lazy Sunday
That way we stay home on Monday
Making love all day
Certainly producing rays on brown marble concretes
Teaching me romance 101 with dandelions and poetry
How amazing you are…
An easy access in and out of my heart
Can you really feel my emotions internally?
My organs cuddled by your love for eternity
And sincerely I have nothing but devotion for you
So please put your mind at ease
I just need to know for my own piece of mind
Do you feel for me like I feel for you?
(c) 1/2006 FaceButter
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4/26/2024 5:04:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi dis Hazel repin da 727 area. yeah country, right. well i am writin this because i think u r a great poet and that i hope to hear more great poems soon. and HIS EROTIC FICTION is that a true story Sincerely, Hazel